The state of the hair

So I’ve been trying to grow out Finn’s hair nice and long. I don’t mean actively growing it like one would a pot of plant with water and sunlight and all, but more like refusing to cut it in the face of tremendous opposition. Which usually comes in the following forms:

“Why boy keep long hair? Look like girl leh…”

“HUH THIS ONE BOY AH?”

“His hair is all over his face, how to see?”

All valid points, I have to admit, but that’s why they call it growing pains. It’s been 3 months since I decided to grow it and this…this is the current state of the hair.

This is what it looks like fresh from a nap. From time to time, it falls all over his face and he starts blinking furiously. There might also be some frantic nose twitching thrown in there somewhere. I’ve been trying to teach him to do the Bieber hair flick for several weeks now but clearly he doesn’t consider that culturally relevant enough and therefore refuses to cooperate. How rude. Or smart. I’ve always known that this kid is too cool for his own good.

Every time my mom sees his messy hair, she’s all “you need to do something about his hair”, which is her way of saying “fine, that’s kind of cute but as a responsible adult, I need to point out how ridiculous this is.”

So I went out and got him a man clip. A what? A man clip. This.

It might be known to some as stationery but it’s functional, does the job and most importantly, not pink (even though the shirt is – although at this point, I feel the need to point out that the shirt is actually a shade of manly salmon, which is technically different from pink). In any case, that’s a market gap right there. Somebody needs to design hair clips for boys and I’ll buy it in every manly color you’ve got.

On another note, isn’t that like the smooshiest baby face you’ve ever seen? Sometimes I don’t know what to do with all the cuteness that explodes out of his face. One of these days, I’m going to munch it like cookie monster munches cookies.